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I arched my back and put my butt up as high as I could, hoping he’d be done quickly. John jr.  and Arnault had both fucked me; taking turns front and back, while Sander videotaped it. As a reward he was allowed to fuck and cum inside me. He’d never done that before. Like the other boys he has to wear protection when he gets to finish off in my boyhole. I assumed it was ‘cause I was already full of Dad’s and Arnault’s sperm, ‘cause I’d have to clean out my hole when he was done anyway.John jr. 's very rigorous about me getting rid of other men’s sperm quickly. It’s only his I get to keep in me. I’m used to bottom for Sander now. It’s become a regular part of our shows for John jr.  and Arnault, and he’s become a good top-boy, I don’t deny that, but I hated that he got to fuck me as if he was a real man.

It wasn’t the first time he put the barrier between his sperm and me, and in the beginning I was certain it was to protect me from some minor disease he’d gotten from his slutty wife. But he continued to safe-fuck me, and it made me wonder if he believed that I had attracted some kind of STD. He knows he’s not the only one who bareback me. And he knows how much I hate condoms. I longed so badly for another load from him, and when I’d worked him up properly I begged him to drop the condom. He shook his and got a rather sad expression on his face. “Sorry buddy,” he said, “But that’s not happening anymore.” He rolled the condom over his throbbing cock. “I’m poz now, you see.“ I was shocked and I felt so sorry for him, so I decided to forget about the rubber and give him my best anyway. It can be difficult, ‘cause normally when a man uses rubber on me, it makes my dick go soft and I am at my best when it’s stiff. I moaned loudly when he entered me, and squeezed his huge cock the hardest I could. I received a grateful moan in return, but when he retracted back, he said: “Chill boy, you’re pulling the thing off me!” He took it out and made sure it sat properly before he came back in. “Easy on the way out now,” he moaned and pulled back again. I relaxed my sphincter muscle. “Good boy,” he said and began fucking properly. I fell into his rhythm and although I knew there was no real reward for me in the end, I did actually enjoy myself. He flipped me over and let me lie on my back with my feet on his big chest when he prepared to cum. I was so grateful that he pulled out to make sure that the condom hadn’t broke before he finished off inside me.

Happy birthday,  John jr.       

I love you forever        

  cette fois-là   John jr.  m'a confié à deux de ses amis  

il ne v pas que je me fasse eskinter et interdit la double pen' et il les a avertis   

I couldn’t help but imagine how it would feel like if they double-fucked me, and as Dave was working his steady pace towards climax, it just popped out of me: “Please, Carl, I want you in me too!” He was busy French kissing me while I was pressing my stomach against his hard-on. “Soon, baby,” he mumbled, “Dave’s gonna lube you up for me first.” I should’ve stopped there, but I just couldn’t let go of the idea. “I mean I want both of you in me at the same time,” I moaned. He stopped kissing me, and looked at me, and I could tell he for a moment pondered the idea too, ‘cause I felt the tug in his fuck-ready cock. But he shook his head. “Sorry, buddy, not gonna happen,” he said and stuck his tongue back into my mouth. Unfortunately, John jr. doesn’t allow more than one cock in my boyhole at a time. Only once have I experienced that, a long time ago, back when Tommy and Taylor used to fuck me. It was almost the end of that story. John jr.  went mental when I told him, ‘cause he’d explicitly told them that’s one thing which is off limit. John jr.  does it with other boys when the opportunity arises, but he says they tend to be sloppy and that he’d never forgive himself it he let that happen to me. So whenever couples get to play with me, I know he reminds them about this rule.

His pubes reeked of my ass sweat after the riding. He’d let me go on for so long I got dangerously close to cumming, and for a while I managed to suppress it, so John jr.  could have his orgasm uninterrupted. But in the end I had to give up and let out a warning whimper. He pulled out immediately, and waited until my breath went back to normal before he signaled he wanted to finish off in my mouth. Fortunately, he was so worked up that my disturbance didn’t have much effect on him, and he began pumping the seed into me as soon as I locked my lips around the base of his throbbing cock.

I was so horny I was desperate for him to stick his cock in, but Mark - that’s John jr.best friend - seemed like he just couldn’t get enough of eating my ass. He how much I love it and he also knows Dad’s not into that kind of thing, so almost every time before he’s going to fuck me, he gives me a precious moment with his tongue. “I’ll never understand what John’s got against mouthing boyholes,” he says, “Particularly yours. It’s fucking delicious.” I thanked him for the compliment and pulled on my ass cheeks to give him the best possible access. Lots of men like to eat out boys, but Mark does it best. He’s gentle and patient and he makes me incredibly horny with his tongue. He kept massaging me for so long an orgasm threatened to emerge. I whimpered lowly to warn him, although there was no real danger yet. I was just so grateful I wanted him to understand just how good he made me feel. Unfortunately, it made him end it. “Better not make you cum, Tim?” he said with a smile, “Best to keep John happy, right?” Just then I was so worked up I wished for once Mark would do as he pleased and go on until I climaxed, but he never makes me cum without Jim’s permission anymore. “Yes, Mark,” I said and grabbed my ankles.